Just gotta walk the line, they are engraved in our palms
Even the ones who have no hands at all!
Nothing can derail us
Not even astrology, it’s destiny
We’ll burn!
We’ll rip!
We’ll synchronise!
Like machines which used to carry smiles
In pops in malls and disco lights
All is all we have...
Nothing can derail us said God.
The great seraph knows when we are single
We wish to be in love always.
We’ll burn!
We’ll rip!
We’ll synchronise!
Walk the lines then stop.
We are the men who pause we will stop.
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